I want to intoxicate my heart
to erase a crazy love
a love that is a suffering...
And I come here for that,
to erase old kisses
in kisses from other mouths...
If your love was a "flash in a pan"
to what cause it is always mine
this cruel worry.
I want to raise my glass to the two
to make a toast to
the failures of love.
(I feel) nostalgic to hear your crazy laugh
and feel with my mouth
your breath, like fire.
(I feel) distress
to feel abandoned
and to think of the other one by your side
soon... soon she will talk to you of love
Brother!
I don't want to lower myself,
nor ask him, nor beg him,
nor tell him that I can't go on...
I see my sad solitude fall
like dead leaves of my youth.
Wail, accordeon, your grey tango,
maybe you too feel the pain of
some sentimental love....
My puppet soul cries
alone & sad tonight,
black, starless night...
If drinking brings comfort
here I am with my sleepless nights
to drown them for once...
I want to intoxicate my heart
so as to toast
the failures of love...